Eternal Tranquility

After the waterfall, there is a cave, and there is an iron gate blocking the inside. The two monsters who arrived late said a few good words to the guards behind the door, and then they were let in.

"My lord, are you here today?" The monster who won a lot of money glanced cautiously to one side and asked in a low voice.

The guard squeezed the pouch that was stuffed into his hand, and was secretly satisfied, so he gave a few kind reminders.

"There's an auction going on today, and there are a lot of outsiders coming. My lord has said that at times like this, the guards of the dungeon should be even more careful and not let down in the slightest. You two go in quickly, or your lord will notice that you two are here now!"

The two monsters did not dare to delay any longer and trotted all the way to their shift room. After handing over to their colleagues, they immediately went to the prison for routine inspections.

The deep passage leads all the way to the ground, and the walls on the left and right sides are hollowed out into cells. It is dark inside, and it is impossible to see whether anyone is imprisoned. Only the torches inserted on the walls of the corridor are swaying with faint light.

After patrolling to the end of the dungeon, the monster took out a token and pressed it into the groove on the wall. There was a click, and the wall cracked, revealing the stone steps going down.

This deepest dungeon is like a deep pit, cold and damp inside, with turbid air and a musty smell that permeates every corner.

In the darkness, unkempt people were sitting or lying in piles of rotting hay. They were men and women, old and young, but they all looked numb and silent, like ghosts without breathing.

The monster walked outside the cell door, banged it a few times, and shouted loudly: "Are they all dead? Those who are not dead, stand up, let's count!"

"You are using our words." The companion reminded: "These cultivators can't understand."

He muttered trouble, and said it again in Common Tongue, which he was not very fluent in: "Hurry up! You are whining, do you want to be beaten again?"

There was a chatter in the cell. The two monsters quickly finished counting, and then went to the next cell to take a look. Before leaving, he said with a sinister smile: "You don't have to cry like this all day long. You will be free tomorrow anyway." So enjoy these last few moments, hahaha!”

The two monsters turned and left, discussing as they walked: "Unfortunately, we are on duty tomorrow and will miss the show."

"Yes, we have to drive all these people into the hunting ground tomorrow. It should be the biggest event of the year. It will be particularly exciting then. What a pity!"

"Hehe, did you see that there are quite a few women in there, all of them are quite good-looking and have tender skin and tender flesh. They are cheaper than those guys who go to the cemetery..."

The sound of kicking footsteps faded away, and with a bang, the cell door above his head closed again, and deathly silence returned to the cell.

After a while, low sobbing sounded from the corner.

"Cry, cry, cry!" shouted an irritable voice: "You have to cry all day long, what's the use of crying, it's so annoying!"

The crying became even louder, and the female cultivator with tears streaming down her face choked up and said, "Why am I crying? Didn't you listen to what the monster said? We are all going to die tomorrow. If we don't cry now, we won't have the chance to cry in the future."

Her sorrow quickly spread to others, and several others began to cry bitterly, despairing of the unpredictable fate that was about to come.

"Senior Song has not come back since he was taken away a few days ago! Those people who were taken out, one after another, have not come back! They are all dead, they are all dead, we are going to die too..."

"What the hell is this place? Those monsters are so scary. I want to go home..."

Suddenly, someone yelled and rushed towards the cell door. However, the moment he touched the door, layers of twisted blood streaks appeared on the door, and a streak of blood struck the man like a whip, killing him. He fell to the ground convulsing and wailing.

"Don't bother, I've tried so many times, but I can't escape." In the corner, a gray-haired old man said: "Life and death are determined by fate, and the fate is like this. We, the cultivators, have been practicing for many years, and we are crazy and rude. The situation in front of me is of little use, so it’s better to accept it peacefully.”

The old man closed his eyes and looked calm, seemingly unaffected by his surroundings.

"That's nice! You don't have much life left anyway, so you're naturally not afraid of death, but we still have a lot of life left, and we still want to live!"

The old man sighed softly and stopped talking.

"Senior Shui Qing, Senior Shui Qing!" Someone shouted to the next door: "Please think of a way, please, you are a great monk of Kongjie, you must have a way, right?"

However, there was no sound or any response from the cell next door.

Just as the old man said, no matter how unwilling they were, they couldn't even escape from this small cell.

After weeping in despair, all that was left was the burning ashes in his heart, and the dead silence soon returned to the room.

The dark night outside gradually passed, and the sky was about to emerge. However, there was no light in this cell buried deep in the ground, and there was not even a trace of life.

The cell door opened again above the head, and the sound of footsteps gradually approached. However, the people in the cell only huddled tighter, and no one was even interested in raising their heads.

The footsteps stopped in front of the cell door, and a cold voice asked: "Is there anyone there?"

The old man opened his eyes and saw a pale-faced Yinsha Demon standing at the door, so he closed his eyes again and replied: "I will kill or cut him as I please, why bother asking if there is anyone there."

Unexpectedly, the Yinsha Demon said: "I am Taoist Moyunya Qinglin, and I am here to rescue you and wait for you to get out."

The room was filled with startled silence.

"Doesn't anyone want to go out?" The Yinsha Demon asked again.

"I want to!" A scream broke the silence, and a female nun rolled and crawled to the cell door: "We want to get out! Please, save us!"

Everyone stared at the demon in disbelief as if they were in a dream, but no longer showed any joy.

The old man who had put his life and death at risk before suddenly stood up and ran to the cell door very quickly. He looked at the iron order in the other person's hand suspiciously: "You said you are... Taoist Qinglin." ? What kind of place is Moyunya? I don’t think I’ve ever heard of it.”

Liu Qinghuan said in surprise: "Don't you know where you are?"

"Yes, we were all arrested from various interfaces. From the day we were arrested, we were locked up in a dark place, and a few months ago we were taken to this dark cell. So I don’t know anything about the outside world.”

"Well, were they brought in by some kind of space magic weapon?" Liu Qinghuan quickly thought of a possibility. Only in this way can he lead so many people through Moyunya and smoothly enter the boundless demonic sea.

He took a look at the calm old man. His spiritual transformation level was quite high. After thinking for a while, he took out another jade token.

"Have you heard about Qing Ming Jiutian Yunxiao? I am a member of Sangu Mountain Banshan Academy. My appearance as a Yin Sha Demon at this moment is to hide my true identity."

As he spoke, Liu Qinghuan stretched his hand towards the cell door, but received a burst of exclamation.

"Senior, be careful!" the old man said quickly: "There are restrictions on this door. If you touch it, your essence and blood will be sucked out, and you will be whipped!"

Liu Qinghuan smiled. There was a key in his hand that was also shining with red lines. He inserted it into the keyhole and heard a click as the cell door opened.

"When I was cleaning up the monsters outside, I also took the keys from them."

Unexpectedly, the cell door that blocked them would be opened so easily. The old man was stunned for a moment, and then said ecstatically: "Have you killed all the demons outside?"

"Yes." Liu Qinghuan said: "How can we get in without killing. But now is not the time to talk, so you can come out first."

Only then did everyone wake up from a dream, and crowded towards the cell door.

"He's really here to save us!"

"Great, I'm saved!"

After everyone had left the cell door, the old man hurriedly said: "Senior Qinglin, there is also Senior Shui Qing in the next cell."

Liu Qinghuan had already stood in front of the cell: this door was not as easy to open as the door next to it. It was like an iron plate, with only a small window left to look in.

He couldn't find the key to open the door, so it seemed he could only force his way through.

He took out the Xuxu Sword, and a clear halo of light flowed from the sword, as if it was inserted into the door panel without any force.

Everyone exclaimed, and several ghost heads suddenly appeared on the door. Their faces were twisted and ferocious, and they all rushed out fiercely!

But Liu Qinghuan's sleeves were slightly raised, and a green light spilled out. The ghost heads seemed to fall into the rolling sea of ​​clouds, and the black air on their faces was quickly washed away, and they screamed and disappeared.

Liu Qinghuan's men didn't stop, the Xuxu Sword's light flashed slightly, and he had already cut off a large piece of the door panel.

Everyone was stunned, and then they realized that the person who came to rescue them must have extremely high cultivation. Otherwise, why was Senior Shui Qing in Kongchi unable to do anything with this door, but he could easily remove it like cutting tofu? Got it!

Liu Qinghuan walked in and frowned slightly when she saw the scene inside: a disheveled female cultivator lowered her head, and two thin rope chains passed through her pipa bones, hanging her halfway in the air.

There was such a big commotion outside, but the female cultivator was unconscious and completely unaware. It was obvious that she was seriously injured.

Liu Qinghuan stretched out her hand and sprayed a handful of green energy onto her face.

After a while, the female cultivator finally woke up and immediately noticed someone in front of her. She shrank back suddenly and made a defensive posture. However, she pulled the rope chain and let out a groan of pain!

Even so, the female nun still shouted sharply: "Who are you!"

A face as beautiful as frost appeared in front of Liu Qinghuan. He looked startled, and then he was shocked!

But this person was none other than his fellow sect member of the Wenshi Sect, and even Bai Ningshuang, who started with him back then!